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out of my welkin : I might say, element ; but the Which you knew none of yours: What might you word is over-worn.


think? Vio. This fellow's wise enough to play the fool; Have you not set mine honour at the stake, And, to do that well, craves a kind of wit : And baited it with all the unmuzzled thoughts He must observe their mood on whom he jests, That tyrannous heart can think? To one of your The quality of persons, and the time;

receiving And, like the haggard, check at every feather Enough is shown ; a cyprus, not a bosom, That comes before his eye. This is a practice, Hides my poor heart : So let me hear you speak.' As full of labour as a wise man's art :

Vio. I pity you. For folly, that he wisely shows, is fit;

Oli. That's a degree to love. But wise men, folly-fallen, quite taint their wit. Vio. No, not a grise ; for 'tis a vulgar proof,

That very oft we pity enemies. Enter Sir Toby Belch and Sir ANDREW

Oli. Why, then, methinks, 'tis time to smile again: AGUE-CHEEK.

O world, how apt the poor are to be proud ! Sir To. Save you, gentleman.

If one should be a prey, how much the better Vio. And you, sir.

To fall before the lion, than the wolf? (Clock strikes Sir And. Dieu vous garde, monsieur.

The clock upbraids me with the waste of time. — Vio. Et vous aussi ; votre serviteur.

Be not afraid, good youth, I will not have you : Sir And. I hope, sir, you are ; and I am yours. And yet, when wit and youth is come to harvest,

Sir To. Will you encounter the house ? my niece Your wife is like to reap a proper man: is desirous you should enter, if your trade be to her. There lies your way, due west. Vio. I am bound to your niece, sir : I mean, she Vio.

Then westward-hoe : is the list of my voyage.

Grace, and good disposition ’tend your ladyship! Sir To. Taste your legs, sir, put them to motion. You'll nothing, madam, to my lord by me?.

Vio. My legs do better understand me, sir, than Oli. Stay: I understand what you mean by bidding me taste I pr'ythee, tell me, what thou think'st of me. my legs.

Vio. That you do think, you are not what you are Sir To. I mean to go, sir, to enter.

Oli. If I think so, I think the same of you. Vio. I will answer you with gait and entrance : Vio. Then think you right ; I am not what I am But we are prevented.

Oli. I would, you were as I would have you be Enter OLIVIA and Maria.

Vio. Would it be better, madam, than I am,

I wish it might; for now I am your fool. Most excellent accomplished lady, the heavens rain Oli. O, what a deal of scorn looks beautiful odours on you!

In the contempt and anger of his lip! Sir And. That youth's a rare courtier ! Rain A murd'rous guilt shows not itself more soon odours! well.

Than love that would seem hid : love's night is noor Vio. My matter hath no voice, lady, but to your Cesario, by the roses of the spring, own most pregnant and vouchsafed ear.

By maidhood, honour, truth, and every thing, Sir And. Odours, pregnant, and vouchsafed : I love thee so, that, maugre all thy pride, I'll get 'em all three ready.

Nor wit, nor reason, can my passion hide. Oli. Let the garden door be shut, and leave me Do not extort thy reasons from this clause, to my hearing.

For, that I woo, thou therefore hast no cause : [Exeunt Sir Toby, Sir ANDREW, and Maria. But, rather, reason thus with reason fetter : Give me your hand, sir.

Love sought is good, but given unsought, is better Vio. My duty, madam, and most humble service. Vio. By innocence I swear, and by my youth, Oli. What is your name?

I have one heart, one bosom, and one truth,
Vio. Cesario is your servant's name, fair princess. And that no woman has ; nor never none

Oli. My servant, sir! "Twas never merry world, Shall mistress be of it, save I alone.
Since lowly feigning was call'd compliment : And so adieu, good madam ; never more
You are servant to the count Orsino, youth.

Will I my master's tears to you deplore.
Vio. And he is yours, and his must needs be Oli. Yet come again : for thou, perhaps, mas'

yours; Your servant's servant is your servant, madam. That heart, which now abhors, to like his love. Oli. For him, I think not on him : for his

(Eseun thoughts,

SCENE II. - A Room in Olivia's House. Would they were blanks, rather than fill’d with me!

Vio. Madam, I come to whet your gentle thoughts Enter Sir Toby Belch, Sir Andrew AGUE-CHEE On his behalf :

and Fabian. Oli.

O, by your leave, I pray you; Sir And. No, faith, I'll not stay a jot longer. I bade you never speak again of him :

Sir To. Thy reason, dear venom, give thy reaso But, would you undertake another suit,

Fab. You must needs yield your reason, sir Ai I had rather hear you to solicit that,

drew. Than musick from the spheres.

Sir And. Marry, I saw your niece do more favou Vio.

Dear lady,

to the count's serving man, than ever she bestowe Oli. Give me leave, I beseech you : I did send upon me; I saw't i'the orchard. After the last enchantment you did here,

Sir To. Did she see thee the while, old boy ? te A ring in chase of you ; so did I abuse

me that. Myself, iny servant, and, I fear me, you :

Sir And. As plain as I see you non. Under your hard construction must í sit,

Fab. This was a great argument of love in b To force that on you, in a shameful cunning,


toward you.


& And. 'Slight! will you make an ass o' me ? his murderer: He does obey every point of the

Pal. I will prove it legitimate, sir, upon the letter that I dropped to betray him. He does smile caths of judgment and reason. ,

his face into more lines than are in the new map, Sir Ta And they have been grand jury-men, since with the augmentation of the Indies: you have before Noah was a sailor.

not seen such a thing as 'tis ; I can hardly forbear Fat. She did show favour to the youth in your hurling things at him. I know my lady will strike sight, only to exasperate you, to awake your dor- him ; if she do, he'll smile, and take't for a great bouse valour, to put fire in your heart, and brim- favour. Koue in your liver: You should then have accosted Sir To. Come, bring us, bring us where he is. ter; and with some excellent jests, fire-new from

[Exeunt. the nint, you should have banged the youth into

SCENE III. A Street. tumbness. This was looked for at your hand, and

Enter Antonio and SEBASTIAN. this was baulked: the double guilt of this opportunity you let time wash off, and you are now sailed Seb. I would not by my will have troubled you ; into the north of my lady's opinion ; where you will But, since you make your pleasure of your pains, bang like an iciele on a Dutchman's beard, unless I will no further chide you. you do redeem it by some laudable attempt, either Ant. I could not stay behind you; my desire, oralour, or policy.

More sharp than filed steel, did spur me forth; So dad. And't be any way, it must be with va And not all love to see you, (though so much, lour; for policy I hate; I had as lief be a Brownist, As might have drawn one to a longer voyage,) as a politician

But jealousy what might befall your travel, & To. Why then, build me thy fortunes upon Being skilless in these parts ; which to a stranger, the basis of valour. Challenge me the count's Unguided, and unfriended, often prove Fouth to figbt with him ; hurt him in eleven places; Rough and unhospitable: My willing love, my niece shall take note of it: and assuré thyself, The rather by these arguments of fear, there is no love-broker in the world can more pre- Set forth in your pursuit. mail in man's commendation with woman, than re Seb.

My kind Antonio, part of valour.

I can no other answer make, but, thanks, Pe. There is no way but this, sir Andrew. And thanks, and ever thanks : Often good turns

& And. Will either of you bear me a challenge Are shuflled off with such uncurrent pay: te hea?

But, were my worth, as is my conscience, firm, & T& Go, write it in a martial hand; be curst You should find better dealing. What's to do? ad brief; it is no matter how witty, so it be elo- Shall we go see the reliques of this town? quent and full of invention; taunt him with the Ant. To-morrow, sir; best, first, go see your breace of ink : if thou thou'st him some thrice, it

lodging shall not be amiss; and as many lies as will lie in Seb. I am not weary, and 'tis long to night; ty sheet of paper, although the sheet were big I pray you let us satify our eyes etough for the bed of Ware in England, set 'em With the memorials, and the things of fame, dows; go about it. Let there be gall enough in That do renown this city. the ink; though thou write with a goose-pen, no Ant.

Would, you'd pardon me; matter : About it:

I do not without danger walk these streets : So And Where shall I find you ?

Once, in a sea-fight, 'gainst the count his gallies, Sr Te We'll call thee at the cubiculo: Go. I did some service ; of such note, indeed,

(Erit Sir ANDREW. That, were I ta'en here, it would scarce be answer'd. Fah. This is a dear manakin to you, sir Toby. Seb. Belike, you slew great number of his people.

So Te I have been dear to him, lad; some two Ant. The offence is not of such a bloody nature; forand strong, or so.

Albeit the quality of the time, and quarrel, Fs. We shall have a rare letter from him : but Might well have given us bloody argument. Fou'll not deliver it.

It might have since been answer'd in repaying á Te. Never trust me then ; and by all means What we took from them ; which, for traffick's sake, står so the youth to an answer. I think oxen and Most of our city did : only myself stood out: waaroçes cannot hail them together. For Andrew, for which, if I be lapsed in this place,

he were opened, and you find so much blood in I shall pay dear. His live as will clog the foot of a flea, I'll eat the Seb.

Do not then walk too open. rest of the anatomy.

Ant. It doth not fit me. Hold, sir, here's my Feb. And his opposite, the youth, bears in his

purse; visage to great presage of cruelty.

In the south suburbs, at the Elephant,

Is best to lodge: I will bespeak our diet,
Enter MARIA.

Whiles you beguile the time, and feed your know& Tz. Look where the youngest wren of nine


With viewing of the town; there shall you have me. Mar. If you desire the spleen, and will laugh Seb. Why I your purse ? yourselves into stitches, follow me : yon' gull Mal Ant. Haply, your eye shall light upon some toy volio is turned heathen, a very renegado ; for there You have desire to purchase ; and your store, is no Christian, that means to be saved by believing I think, is not for idle markets, sir. rigtely, can ever believe such impossible passages of Seb. I'll be your purse-bearer, and leave you for STOESIES. He's in yellow stockings.

An hour.
för Te. And cross-gartered ?

Ant. To the Elephant. -
Xar. Most villainously
; like a pedant that keeps Seb.

I do remember. 3 stod i' the church. - I have dogged him, like


How now,

SCENE IV. - Olivia's Garden.

Oli. I'll come to him. (Exit Servant.] Good

Maria, let this fellow be looked to. Where's my Enter OLIVIA and MARIA.

cousin Toby? Let some of my people have Oli. I have sent after him. He says he'll come; special care of him; I would not have him misHow shall I feast him ? what bestow' on him? carry for the half of my dowry. For youth is bought more oft, than begg'd, or bor

(Exeunt OLIVIA and Maria. row'd.

Mal. Oh, ho! do you come near me now?

no I speak too loud.

worse man than sir Toby to look to me? This Where is Malvolio ? — he is sad, and civil,

concurs directly with the letter : she sends him on And suits well for a servant with my fortunes; purpose, that I may appear stubborn to him ; for Where is Malvolio ?

she incites me to that in the letter. Cast thy humMar.

He's coming, madam; ble slough, says she ; be opposite with a kinsmar, But in strange manner.

He is sure possess'd. surly with servants, - let thy tongue tang with Oli. Why, what's the matter? does he rave ?

arguments of state, put thyself into the trick of Mar.

No, madam, singularity; and, consequently, sets down the He does nothing but smile : your ladyship manner how; as, a sad face, a reverend carriage, a Were best have guard about you, if he come; slow tongue, in the habit of some sir of note, and For, sure, the man is tainted in his wits.

so forth. I have limed her ; but it is Jove's doing, Oli. Go call him hither. — I'm as mad as he, and Jove make me thankful! And, when she If sad and merry madness equal be.

went away now, Let this fellow be looked to : Fellow !

not Malvolio, nor after my degree, but fellow. Enter MALVOLIO.

Why, every thing adheres together; that no dram Malvolio?

of a scruple, no scruple of a scruple, no obstacle, Mal. Sweet lady, ho, ho. [Smiles fantastically. no incredulous or unsafe cireumstance, What Oli. Smil'st thou ?

can be said ? Nothing, that can be, can come I sent for thee upon a sad occasion.

between me and the full prospect of my hopes. Mal. Sad, lady? I could be sad : This does make Well, Jove, not I, is the doer of this, and he is to some obstruction in the blood, this cross-gartering; be thanked. But what of that, if it please the eye of one, it is with me as the very true sonnet is : Please one, and

Re-enter Maria, with Sir Toby BELCH and

FABLAN. please all.

Oli. Why, how dost thou man? what is the Sir To. Which way is he, in the name of sanc matter with thee?

tity? If all the devils in hell be drawn in little Mal. Not black in my mind, though yellow in and Legion himself possessed him, yet I'll speak to my legs: It did come to his hands, and commands him. shall be executed. I think, we do know the sweet Fab. Here he is, here he is :- How is't with you Roman hand.

sir? how is't with you, man? Oli. Wilt thou go to bed, Malvolio?

Mal. Go off; I discard you ; let me enjoy m Mal. To bed ? ay, sweet-heart ; and I'll come private ; go off. to thee.

Mar. Lo, how hollow the fiend speaks withii Oli. God comfort thee! Why dost thou smile so, him! did not I tell you ? - Sir Toby, my lady pray and kiss thy hand so oft ?

you to have a care of him. Mar. How do you, Malvolio?

Mal. Ah, ah ! does she so? Mal. At your request? Yes; Nightingales an Sir To. Go to, go to; peace, peace, we must des swer daws.

gently with him; let me alone. Mar. Why appear you with this ridiculous bold- Malvolio? how is't with you? What, man! def ness before my lady?

the devil : consider, he's an enemy to mankind. Mal. Be not afraid of greatness :-'twas well writ. Mal. Do you know what you say? Oli. What meanest thou by that, Malvolio ? Mar. La you, an you speak ill of the devil, how h Mal. Some are born great,

takes it at heart! Pray God, he be not bewitched Oli. Ha ?

Fab. Carry his water to the wise woman. Mal. Some achieve greatness, –

Mar. Marry, and it shall be done to-morro Oli. What say'st thou ?

morning, if I live. My lady would not lose his Mal. And some have greatness thrust upon them. for more than I'll say. Oli. Heaven restore thee !

Mal. How now, mistress? Mal. Remember, who commended thy yellow Mar. O lord! stockings ;

Sir To. Pr’ythee, hold thy peace; this is not el Oli. Thy yellow stockings ?

way: Do you not see, you move him ? let me alo: Mal. And wished to see thee cross-gartered.

with him. Oli. Cross-gartered ?

Fab. No way but gentleness; gently, gently Mal. Go to : thou art made, if thou desirest to be the fiend is rough, and will not be roughly used.

Sir To. Why, how now, my bawcock ? how do Oli. Am I made ?

thou, chuck? Mal. If not, let me see thee a servant still.

Mal. Sir? Oli. Why, this is very midsummer madness. Sir To. Ay, Biddy, come with me. What, ma

'tis not for gravity to play at cherry-pit with Sata: Enter Servant.

Hang him, foul collier ! Ser. Madam, the young gentleman of the count Mar. Get him to say his prayers; good sir Tol Orsino's is returned; I could hardly entreat him get him to pray. back: he attends your ladyship's pleasure.

Mal. My prayers, minx?

How do you


Mar. No, I warrant you, he will not hear of god challenge by word of mouth; set upon Ague-cheek a

notable report of valour; and drive the gentleman, Mal Go, hang yourselves all ! you are idle shal. (as, I know his youth will aptly receive it,) into a bw things: I am not of your element ; you shall most hideous opinion of his rage, skill, fury, and imknow more hereafter,

(Exit. petuosity. This will so fright them both, that they & Ta. Is't possible?

will kill one another by the look, like cockatrices. Fate If this were played upon a stage now, I could condemn it as an improbable fiction.

Enter OLIVIA and VIOLA. for To. His very genius hath taken the infection Fab. Here he comes with your niece: give them of the device, man.

way, till he take leave, and presently after him. Mar. Nay, pursue him now ; lest the device take Sir To. I will meditate the while upon some hor, and taint.

rid message for a challenge. Fab. Why, we shall make him mad, indeed.

(Exeunt Sir Toby, Fabian, and MARIA. Mar. The bouse will be the quieter.

Oli. I have said too much unto a heart of stone, Ses To Come, we'll have him in a dark room, And laid mine honour too unchary out : and bound. My niece is already in the belief that There's something in me, that reproves my fault ; be is mad; we may carry it thus, for our pleasure, But such a headstrong potent fault it is, and his penance, tíll our very pastime, tired out of That it but mocks reproof. breath, prompt us to have mercy on him : at which Vie. With the same 'haviour that your passion time, we will bring the device to the bar, and crown

bears, thee for a finder of madmen. But see, but see. Go on my master's griefs.

Oli. Here, wear this jewel for me, 'tis my picture ; Enter Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK.

Refuse it not, it hath no tongue to vex you : Fot. More matter for a May morning.

And, I beseech you, come again to-morrow. Si And. Here's the challenge, read it; I war What shall you ask of me, that I'll deny; mat, there's vinegar and pepper in't.

That honour, sav'd, may upon asking give ? Fot. Ist so sawcy?

Vio. Nothing but this, your true love for my 5o And. Ay, is it, I warrant him: do but read. & Te Give me. (reads.) Youth, whatsoever thou Oli. How with mine honour may I give him that ert, tios ort but a survy fellow.

Which I have given to you ? Fate Good, and valiant.


I will acquit you. & Tu Wonder nat, nor admire not in thy mind, Oli. Well, come again to-marrow: Fare thee well; toky I do call thee so, for I will show thee no reason for't. A fiend, like thee, might bear my soul to hell. [Exit

. Fak. A good note: that keeps you from the blow of the law.

Re-enter Sir TOBY BELch and Faplan. Sir Ta. Thou comest to the lady Olivia, and in my Sir To. Gentleman, God save thee. sht she uses thee kindly : but thou liest in thy throat, Vio. And you, sir. that is not the matter I challenge thee for.

Sir To. That defence thou hast, betake thee to't: Fet. Very brief, and exceeding good sense-less. of what nature the wrongs are thou hast done him, #Ta I will way-lay thee going home ; where if I know not; but thy intercepter, full of despight, to be they ckance to kill me,

bloody as the hunter, attends thee at the orchard end: A Good.

dismount thy tuck, be yare in thy preparation, for & Te. There killest me like a rogue and a villain. thy assailant is quick, skilful, and deadly. Fat. Still you keep o'the windy side of the law: Vio. You mistake, sir; I am sure, no man hath

any quarrel to me; my remembrance is very free & Ta Fare thee well; And God have mercy upon and clear from any image of offence done to any man.

of our suls ! He may have mercy upon mine ; Sir To. You'll find it otherwise, I assure you ; the many kape is better, and so look to thyself. Thy therefore, if you hold your life at any price, betake trenda tkou usest him, and thy sworn enemy, you to your guard; for your opposite hath in him ASDEEW ASUB-CHEEX.

what youth, strength, skill, and wrath, can furnish 5 Te. If this letter move him not, his legs can man withal. Bot: I'll give't him.

Vio. I pray you, sir, what is he? Mar. You may have very fit occasion for't; he is Sir To. He is knight, dubbed with unhacked bor in some commerce with my lady, and will by rapier, and on carpet consideration ; but he is a ad be departe

devil in private brawl; souls and bodies hath he Sor Ta Ge, sir Andrew; scout me for him at the divorced three; and his incensement at this moment stre of the orchard, like a bum-bailiff: so soon is so implacable, that satisfaction can be none but 13 ever thou seest him, draw; and, as thou drawest, by pangs of death and sepulchre : hob, nob, is his frear horrible ; for it comes to pass oft, that a ter-word; givo't, or take't. Title sath, with a swaggering accent sharply twanged Vio. I will return again into the house, and desire , gives manhood more approbation than ever some conduct of the lady. I am no fighter. I have pod itself would have earned him. Away. heard of some kind of men, that put quarrels pur& And. Nay, let me alone for swearing. (Exit. posely on others, to taste their valour : belike, this

To. Now will not I deliver his letter : for the is a man of that quirk. behaviour of the young gentleman gives him out to Sir To. Sir, no; his indignation derives itself out bed good capacity and breeding; his employment of a very competent injury; therefore, get you on, between his lord and my niece confirms no less ; ) and give him his desire. Back you shall not to the therefore this letter, being so excellently ignorant, house, unless you undertake that with me, which will breed no terror in the youth, he will find it with as much safety you might answer him: theresees kom a clodpole But, sir, I will deliver his fore, on, or strip your sword stark naked; for peddle



you must, that's certain, or forswear to wear iron Ant. Put up your sword; -If this young gentleabout you.

Vio. This is as uncivil, as strange. I beseech you, Have done offence, I take the fault on me; do me this courteous office, as to know of the knight If you offend him, I for him defy you. [Drawing. what my offence to him is; it is something of my Sir To. You, sir ? why what are you? negligence, nothing of my purpose.

Ant. One, sir, that for his love dares yet do more Sir To. I will do so. Signior Fabian, stay you Than you have heard him brag to you he will. by this gentleman till my return. [Erit Sir Toby. Sir To. Nay, if you be an undertaker, I am for Vio. Pray you, sir, do you know of this matter? you.

[Draws. Fab. I know, the knight is incensed against you,

Enter two Officers. even. to a mortal arbitrement; but nothing of the circumstance more. i

Fab. O good sir Toby, hold; here come the Vio. I beseech you, what manner of man is he? officers.

Fab. Nothing of that wonderful promise, to read Sir To. I'll be with you anon. [TO ANTONIO. him by his form, as you are like to find him in the Vio. Pray, sir, put up your sword, if you please. proof of his valour. He is, indeed, sir, the most

[To Sir ANDREW. skilful, bloody, and fatal opposite that you could Sir And. Marry, will I, sir; - and, for that I possibly have found in any part of Ilyria : Will promised you, I'll be as good as my word : He will you walk towards him? I will make your peace bear you easily, and reins well. with him, if I can.

1 0ffThis is the man; do thy office. Vio. I shall be much bound to you for't: I am 2 Off. Antonio, I arrest thee at the suit one, that would rather go with sir priest, than sir Of count Orsino. knight: I care not who knows so much of my Ant.

You do mistake me, sir ; mettle.

(Exeunt. i Off. No, sir, no jot; I know your favour well,

Though now you have no sea-cap on your head. Re-enter Sir Toby, with Sir ANDREW.

Take him away; he knows, I know him well. Sir To. Why, man, he's a very devil; I have not Ant. I must obey.— This comes with seeking you; seen such a virago. I had a pass with him, rapier, But there's no remedy; I shall answer it. scabbard, and all, and he gives me the stuck-in, with What will you do? Now my necessity such a mortal motion, that it is inevitable; and on Makes me to ask you for my purse: It grieves me the answer, he pays you as surely as your feet hit Much more, for what I cannot do for you, the ground they step on : They say, he has been Than what befalls myself. You stand amaz'd; fencer to the Sophy.

But be of comfort.
Sir And. Pox on't, I'll not meddle with him. 2 0f Come, sir, away:

Sir To. Ay; but he will not now be pacified : Fa Ant. I must entreat of you some of that money. bian can scarce hold him yonder.

Vio. What money, sir? Sir And. Plague on't; an I thought he had been For the fair kindness you have show'd me here, valiant, and so cunning in fence, I'd have seen him And, part, being prompted by your present trouble, damned ere I'd have challenged him. Let him let Out of my lean and low ability the matter slip, and I'll give him my horse, gray I'll lend you something: my having is not much; Capilet.

I'll make division of my present with you : Sir To. I'll make the motion : Stand here, make Hold, there is half my coffer. a good show on't ; this shall end without the perdi Ant.

Will you deny me now? tion of souls : Marry, I'll ride your horse as well as Is't possible, that my deserts to you

[ Aside. Can lack persuasion? Do not tempt my misery,

Lest that it make me so unsound a man,
Re-enter FABIAN and VIOLA.

As to upbraid you with those kindnesses
I have his horse (to Fab.) to take up the quarrel; That I have done for you.
I have persuaded him the youth's a devil.


I know of none; Fab. IIe is as horribly conceited of him; and Nor know I you by voice, or any feature : pants, and looks pale, as if a bear were at his heels. I hate ingratitude more in a man,

Sir To. There's no remedy, sir; he will fight with Than lying, vainness, babbling, drunkenness, you for his oath sake: marry, he hath better be Or any taint of vice, whose strong corruption thought him of his quarrel, and he finds that now Inhabits our frail blood. scarce to be worth talking off : therefore draw, for Ant.

O heavens themselves! the supportance of his vow; he protests, he will not 2 Off: Come, sir, I pray you, go.

Ani. Let me speak a little. This youth that you Vio. Pray God defend me! A little thing would

see here, make me tell them how much I lack of a man. I snatch'd one half out of the jaws of death ;

(Aside. Reliev'd him with such sanctity of love, Fab. Give ground, if you see him furious. And to his image, which methought did promise

Sir To. Come, sir Andrew, there's no remedy ; | Most venerable worth, did I devotion. the gentleman will, for his honour's sake, have one 1 0ff. What's that to us? The time goes by; bout with you : he cannot by the duello avoid it;

away. but he has promised me, as he is a gentleman and a Ant. But, Ó, how vile an idol proves this god !soldier, he will not hurt


Come on : to't. Thou hast, Sebastian, done good feature shame. Sir And. Pray God, he keep his oath. [Draws. In nature there's no blemish, but the mind ;

None can be call'd deform’d, but the unkind: Enter ANTONIO.

Virtue is beauty ; but the beauteous-evil Vio. I do assure you 'tis against my will. [Draws. Are empty trunks, o'erflourish'd by the devil,

I ride you.

hurt you.

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